Chapter 171: Qucuo Ama
As dusk deepened, on the rural road with weeds on both sides, Buchi Benma, carrying a flowered schoolbag made of scraps of cloth, walked towards Daba Village with several day students from the same village.
Buchi Benma held a Chinese textbook with some curled edges and asked a girl of about the same height as her how to pronounce a few words. She annotated the pinyin for the words she didn't remember in class, and drew two heavy circles with a pencil when she encountered a passage that neither of them knew.
On the dam in the distance, a few wild goats stepped on the cracks on the dam to lick the salt on the rocks, climbing and jumping on the nearly vertical rock and soil dam surface.
The day students living in Daba Village zigzagged along the winding hardened road. After more than half an hour, they saw the dilapidated yellowish ancient watchtower in the village and the earth and stone watchtowers next to it.
The roofs of those three- to four-story Tibetan houses have four pointed corners, on which are set the shrines of Dingla God, and white stones are placed on the shrines to drive away evil and avoid disasters.
Yu Peihuan has been hiding her figure with a magic circle and following Buchibenma. The miniature magic circle in her pupils rotates and expands, and the relevant data detected are displayed in the lower right corner of the mission recording screen.
Every house in this small village is stained with the strong incense of gods and Buddhas. There are indeed fluctuations of extraordinary power on those god barriers piled with white stones, and the intensity is not low.
Yu Peihuan immediately entered the information "it is very likely that an extra-budgetary god will be born" in the work log. Before entering Dam Village, she stacked another layer of hidden magic circle for herself and embedded a button-sized magic device in her palm, ready to ask Li Zhixian and the Brazilian Evil Disaster Bureau for help at any time.
Yes, the martial virtue is abundant and admirable.
Mr. Liang, who was watching a drama and eating snacks in front of the screen, expressed his approval of Xiao Yu's caution.
Liang De has been in World No. 415 for quite a while, and he has also held a nominal position as a special commissioner in the Evil Disaster Bureau. He has a relatively comprehensive understanding of the management system of extraordinary people in the Eastern Country of Blue Star in this world, especially the relevant management system of the so-called local gods.
In theory, all legal gods in the Brazilian region are under the close supervision of the local Evil Disaster Bureau, and are strictly evaluated on a quarterly basis to reward good and punish evil.
At the same time, the local Evil Disaster Bureau will regularly check and clean up the jurisdiction to ensure that there are no wild gods without a license and evil gods who violate the law in the jurisdiction.
Whenever a new good god is born, the local god will report the situation to the Evil Disaster Bureau as soon as possible, and the Evil Disaster Bureau will send a special person to conduct a pre-employment inspection of the new god, score the new god according to his background and actual performance, and then increase the number of positions as appropriate, or sign an employment contract with the new god and include him in the management system of the Evil Disaster Bureau.
The Eastern Evil Disaster Bureau has a profound foundation, many soldiers and generals, and has always maintained a glorious tradition of sweeping away all monsters and demons. The Magical Girls Corps, which uses Chinese and Western learning, is in full swing and has always been very strong in the management of extraordinary creatures.
However, a long history is a double-edged sword. In the legendary land of China, there are many well-known good gods, evil gods, wild gods and evil gods. There is no need to look up the local chronicles. If you open the family tree for dozens of generations, you may find that there are several city gods and land gods in your ancestors.
In those cities with the reputation of ancient capitals, sometimes the construction site excavator can dig out several evil gods with one shovel.
Friends who have been working hard in the industry of moving mountains and removing hills, digging gold and robbing tombs, as long as they have some family education and know that life is precious, generally only dare to touch the tombs of the previous dynasty.
Those with a history of more than 200 years, those with some Feng Shui, and those with evil legends in the local area, all avoid them. No matter who invites them, they will not go. No matter what business they are in, who doesn’t have a sense of safety in production?
The extraordinary folk traditions that have continued to this day are all kinds of strange. Basically, they have one or two unique skills and have learned to keep silent... Keep a low profile. If it weren't for love, who would know that the ancestor of the neighboring Wang was a Taoist priest in Laoshan who knew how to walk through walls.
The land is vast and the population is large, and negative energy thoughts are difficult to control. Many so-called gods recur like colds and mouth ulcers.
This makes it difficult for the management work of the Dongguo Evil Disaster Bureau to be in-depth, practical and detailed.
There are more or less some feudal dregs left in the old, young, border and poor areas, and there are inevitably bad people among the ignorant masses. Therefore, in a place like Dam Village where incense is strong, it is difficult to say whether there will be unlicensed wild gods or evil gods.
There are already four teachers and six students missing. The Brazilian Evil Disaster Bureau has been busy for two months and has found nothing. Yu Peihuan's caution is necessary.
She floated silently in the air and followed Buchi Benma into a three-story stone walled house.
Yu Peihuan first went to the Sutra Hall on the third floor of the blockhouse. The Sutra Hall was the most spacious and magnificent place in the blockhouse. The exquisitely carved Buddha niche occupied a whole wall. There were many Buddha statues in the niche. Yu Peihuan looked at them one by one. They were all common Buddha statues in the Brazilian snow area, and there was nothing special.
In addition to the Buddha statues, the Sutra Hall of Buchi Benma's family also enshrined expensive thangkas and various ritual instruments. There were several golden copper basins hanging above, and a sophisticated meditation bed prepared for the master was placed by the wall, covered with a thick and exquisite blanket.
Yu Peihuan carefully checked all kinds of furnishings in the Sutra Hall, but did not find anything special. She was about to check other rooms when a middle-aged woman's reprimand suddenly came from downstairs.
Yu Peihuan floated to the first floor of the blockhouse and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a large-collared Tibetan robe pushing Buchi Benma in front of her.
"Where's the milk! Where are the eggs! Where are the things I asked you to bring back!"
Buchibenma was almost as tall as the middle-aged woman, but she lowered her head and did not dare to fight back, nor did she dare to walk away, letting the middle-aged woman push her around.
"Aunt Qutso, the teacher said that milk and eggs can only be eaten in school. I wanted to take them out secretly, but Aunt Dorje stopped me, so I had to eat them myself."
The little girl lowered her head, her face full of guilt and fear.
The middle-aged woman named Qucuo Ama refused to let her go. First she pushed her again, and then kicked Buchibenma on the knee, causing the little girl to scream in pain.
“You ate it yourself, you ate whatever your sister ate!
You spend money and are disobedient, so what’s the use of raising you! "
Qucuo's mother raised her hand to hit Buchibenma on the head. At this time, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old rushed in from the door, hugged Buchibenma, and received a fierce slap from Qucuo.
"Ama! Why did you hit Benma again!" The boy with big eyes puffed up his chest and protected Buchi Benma behind him.
"Tsering, she ate your sister's milk and eggs, she..."
"Benma is also my sister. She also wants to eat. You are not allowed to hit her!"
Dawa Tsering protected his cousin and glared at his biological mother.
1. Comrades, today and tomorrow are just ordinary Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Please be serious and don’t engage in capitalist behavior! 2. In order to avoid the misunderstanding of the same name, let me explain here: "Dawa" means Monday and the moon. Tibetans in many places have the habit of naming their children according to the week of their birthday. "Tsering" means longevity. Meaning, these two are Tibetan names that appear very frequently, and are not under the Chinese names of "Hua, Qiang, De, and Biao". Sometimes a class even has to use "big Tsering", "little Tsering", "male Tsering" and "female Tsering" to distinguish classmates, which shows that there are many duplicate names. All in all, "Fist of Utopia" is purely fantasy and has no intention of alluding to real people. It has no meaning whatsoever. This is hereby stated. 3. Thank you everyone, see you in the next update.